a bohemian heart sutra

he said he’d do anything,
except for one thing.
so i emptied all of my pockets,
i gave him all my money.
he did everything for me,
except for the one thing.
i gave him a five from my shoe.
he read sermon on the mount,
as a bohemian heart sutra.
i’m satisfied for another day,
it will be a perfect day.
putting on my shoes
i’ll go for a walk.

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